The Return Of Hugh O’Brian
They couldn’t see him asa hero. They never gave him a real break. Now producers are beating a path to Hugh’s door!...
They couldn’t see him asa hero. They never gave him a real break. Now producers are beating a path to Hugh’s door!...
How is a love song written? Well, many ways. And not always under a full moon in June. This is how Tab came to write his, which we publish here for the first time. “I never thought I could,” he told us shyly. “In fact I...
Where are the stars of yesteryear? What are they doing now? Did their wealth and fame bring them happiness? These are the questions everyone is asking, for the wonderful personalities of the past are returning again to the dizzy heights of their heyday. Every night, they’ve...
Everything from the study of spiders to hypnotism! Mr. Grant’s new outlook makes him more fascinating than ever...
It’s up to you to choose the winners of the next Photoplay Gold Medals...
“Blue was just the color of his eyes Till he said, ‘goodbye love.’ Blue was just a ribbon for first prize Till he said, ‘don’t cry, love.’ And blues were only torch songs Fashioned for impulsive ingenues But now I know . . . Too well I know . . . Too well...
Stop, look, and take this test to discover your chances for a happy marriage...
Blinking back tears, she said to herself, “Jean Seberg, you’ve got to get tough!”...
“Why doesn’t Photoplay let teenagers interview the stars?” you’ve written us. They did—and gave Burt “one of the toughest sessions I’ve ever had!”...